When I was a child,
I fondly remember
eating carrots from
the dirt of our garden.
My brother, my sister, and I
would pull the carrots,
with great care, from
the dirt of our garden.
We would wash them
sometimes in the sink,
sometimes with the hose,
to remove the dirt of our garden.
But even then
as we chewed those carrots
we could still sometimes taste
the dirt of our garden.
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 3:47 PM UTC
When I was a child,
I fondly remember
eating carrots from
the dirt of our garden.
My brother, my sister, and I
would pull the carrots,
with great care, from
the dirt of our garden.
We would wash them
sometimes in the sink,
sometimes with the hose,
to remove the dirt of our garden.
But even then
as we chewed those carrots
we could still sometimes taste
the dirt of our garden.
